[ well she still thinks bullshit is normal but even so ]
Oh? Which class is that? But I am happy to hear neither of you has died since we last spoke. I can never be certain, since trouble magnetism is perhaps putting things lightly.
please please please ill do anything, do you like turkey sandwiches?? its dry af but if you like turkey you can have my turkey when its turkey sandwich thursday
[ john maybe stop thinking about a joke dave made days ago??? ]
I can honestly say I've never given the matter any thought whatsoever. I suppose you could google "male dancers", but that seems liable to turn up some less than work safe results.
[ on this dark and chilly night (it's probably at like 11pm or something like that), kirigiri is probably out enjoying her time, walking around the empty neighbourhood or some deserted street, who knows, when suddenly!!! she will hear a familiar voice yelling. (honestly this is not supposed to be serious so here is a shitty tag) ]
H-Hold on, you really shouldn't be doing these kinds of things!
[ over underneath a street lamp is naegi, who just finished work and really wants to lie down, and a... middle schooler? who is just as tall as him and looking mad aggressive but he doesn't have a weapon at all?? unless you count his awkward pre-teen rage as a weapon ]
[ ...makoto this is just sad. also look, kyouko keeps weird as fuck hours, so it shouldn't be a surprise she comes up behind the middle schooler? she was following makoto's voice, so - ]
...I agree with Makoto - this sort of thing shouldn't be done.
[ not that she has a weapon either other than HIGH HEELED BOOTS SHE WILL STEP ON FEET WITH, HARD?
[ THE MORNING AFTER THAT HORRIBLE TRUTH OR DARE GAME........................... naegi really doesn't know how to approach this aside from just going straight to her door and knocking so... he does exactly just that. he stands at her door, knocks, and waits with an already flustered face. he doesn't know what's worse, kaguya answering it or kirigiri... ]
[ questionable luck rules it is kirigiri! if that's good luck or bad luck remains to be seen? but she opens the door, and looks...pretty much as put together as ever. does she have pajamas, we just don't know. it's the usual business casual dress and heels, her hair tied back, etc. ]
Makoto? Are you locked out? [ ISN'T DAISUKE HOME RIGHT NOW. ]
[Zoro's five minutes late when he walks into the diner. The bell above the door announces his arrival, causing the middle-aged waitress behind the counter to smile and greet him in Cantonese. He mutters a greeting back and slides into the booth across from Kyouko.]
[ kyouko's birthday!!! it's finally here. it's been marked on the fridge calendar, the extra money has been saved, the gift has been purchased, and daisuke and naegi are ready to present their... well, present. ]
[ standing outside her front door, the two stand with a rather large cardboard box. there's a nice ribbon placed on top of the box and the entire thing has been painted with flowers and balloons and other cute shit that'd you expect these two softies to have painted on. it's kind of ridiculous but what would she expect from her next door neighbours? ]
[ anyway, knock knock, open up for your bday gift ]
[ Daisuke looks kind of anxious as he waits for the door to open, his thumbs twiddling in the meantime. However, he's glad that the box can actually fit through the front door, if only barely. ]
[A neatly wrapped present is mailed to Kyouko on her birthday. Inside is a note, along with some manner of weird looking doll.]
Dear Kyouko Kirigiri
You've survived another year. Congratulations are in order! Being the older cousin is one contest that you shall always win. That is one defeat that I admit freely.
May this new year of life be one filled with prosperity, and may all of your enemies be crushed beneath your heel!
Sincerely, Your Cousin, Byakuya Kirigiri.
[A gratuitously elaborate signature punctuates the note.]
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